Monthly Archives: April 2011

At my house “before” and “after” have a very specific meaning. Before was that innocent time when we were just like you. We complained and worried too much about the unimportant little details of life. We were an ordinary average … Continue reading →

Being a dad isn’t cheering at the game, it’s schlepping them to practice 3 or 4 times a week. Being a dad isn’t proudly watching the concert, it’s listening to eternal scales played over and over. Being a dad isn’t … Continue reading →

I miss you sitting down to talk with us when you came in I miss you calling on the phone from upstairs. I miss the way Drew and Kata would purposely leave things around to trigger your rants I miss … Continue reading →

Talk about him. Help me to remember, that’s what I want. Tell me stories I didn’t already know. Talk to me about that special memory. “Remember when…” is my new favorite expression. If you cry or I cry that’s OK. … Continue reading →

Holidays are real pit in the stomach type days. More than at any other time we miss those we’ve lost on the holidays. We notice their absence acutely, and we sadly recall when they were with us. We think about … Continue reading →

Softball, Lacrosse and 2 Soccer teams (both of which I am involved in coaching), Lather, Rinse and Repeat. It’s difficult to find time to think in the spring, let alone to write. I’ve come to the conclusion that being busy … Continue reading →

My father passed away after struggling for almost a decade with a number of chronic illnesses. My mother died suddenly and traumatically a little less than two years later. I’m not sure I ever really processed my emotions following the … Continue reading →